Chapter Six: Defense Against the Dark Arts
August 3rd, 1950: Headmaster's Office
"Good evening, Tom. How is your darling fiancé?" Dumbledore said across from his desk in the headmaster's office.
"Sarah is doing well. Her apprenticeship is almost complete. How are you, sir? Headmaster?" Tom smiled handsomely.
"Yes, I am doing well, but am currently missing a faculty member. I have invited you here to offer you the Defense position." Tom's eyes were alight with joy. His dream job just opened and here was the headmaster just giving it up to him without a struggle.
"I would be more than pleased to take the job, Sir."
"Albus, please. Now that we are colleagues, I am sure we can forget the formalities." He took a candy dish from his desk and placed it in front of Tom. "Lemon drop?" Tom gladly took one. "Well, if that is all, I will see you in a week?"
"Yes, at the wedding."
"Your new occupation will not interfere with your honeymoon, will it?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled spectacularly.
"Not at all. Sarah and I had planned to spend a week in Rome. We are very excited." Dumbledore stood from his seat to accompany Tom to the exit. Tom was practically skipping out of the Castle. He quickly apparated home and told his beautiful fiancé the great news. She was, of course, thrilled.
August 10th, 1950: Riddle Gardens
The summer after Tom's seventh year at Hogwarts, he and Sarah decided that it would only be polite to introduce himself to his father and grandparents. When he knocked at the door, he was quickly escorted in and treated like family. As his father and grandparents were extremely wealthy, he and Sarah were treated like royalty. They soon fell in love with the gardens that the Riddle manor had. The groundskeeper always assured that there were roses in bloom. They decided to have their wedding there.
"Anna, do I look a wreck?" Sarah asked of her closest girl friend, who was also her maid of honor. They met at a potions convention and had been in touch quite often, developing a great friendship.
"Don't be silly!" Anna placed the white gold and diamond tiara on her head. Sarah looked in the mirror to see herself reflected beautifully in front of her. She wore a flowing silk dress with off the shoulder straps and a diamond necklace. Her hair was left down to cascade down her back in curls. She took a deep breath.
"I'm so nervous." Anna nodded her head.
"You shouldn't be. You and Tom are like crumpets and tea. You will have gorgeous children." Sarah playfully swatted her maid of honor who was wearing a pale lavender gown.
The sun was shining brightly. Tom waited near the alter with his closest friend, a man named Alfonso whom he studied Defense with. He wore a handsome black tux with his hair combed back stylishly. He was incredibly aristocratic. When Sarah entered his line of sight, all was lost.
She looked stunning. It felt as though hours had passed as she walked down the isle. Albus Dumbledore stood with Tom, acting as the minister of the wedding. Tom almost didn't notice when Sarah took his hand, as he was so entranced by her.
They said their vows in ordinary wizard fashion and spent a good long time mingling with their guests. They decided on a small wedding, but it still took them three hours just to say hello to everyone.
All and all, it was perfect.
May 21st, 1951: The Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom
"Can anyone tell me what a dementor is?" Professor Riddle asked to his small class of third years. A small girl with long brown pleated hair raised her hand.
"Yes, Miss Lowe?" At that moment a fifth year student from his house ran into the room. Tom froze in concern.
"Professor!"
"What is it, Mr. Andrews?" The boy's pale face was drenched with sweat.
"It's Mrs. Riddle, sir. She's having the baby!" Tom smiled brightly and the class gasped.
"Class dismissed, and do behave." He said as he ran out of the room towards the Hospital wing.
Sarah was laid on the bed, practically glowing. He went over to where she lay and gripped her hand.
"Are you ready, dear?" She asked him and he laughed.
"I suppose that is what I should ask you, darling." She only smiled. The newly hired Madame Pomfrey ran into the room with a phial of pain killing potion to give to Sarah. She swallowed it eagerly and began the process of having her first child.
Nearly three hours later, a beautiful baby girl they decidedly named Magdalena Riddle, was born.
September 1st, 1969: The Great Hall
"I'm so nervous, Bella." She told her best friend who sat next to her at the Slytherin table.
"You are crazy. You are going to give a great Head Girl speech." Lena, as she preferred to be called, smiled at her parents, Professor of Potions and Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and waited for Professor Dumbledore to call her and the Head Boy, Lucius Malfoy, up to give their speeches.
"She sure is something, dear." Tom said to his beautiful wife.
"I still look back and wonder why she was ever placed in Slytherin."
"Whatever happened to eliminating house loyalties?" She kicked her husband underneath the table.
"She is perfect. I am so proud of her." Magdalena Riddle was Head Girl just like her mother, but looked very much like her father. She had straight brown hair that hung down to the middle of her back and piercing blue eyes.
"She takes after her father." She looked towards her husband and mock glared, knowing that he was indeed right.
AN: The next chapter will explain the way in which Baby Hermione will get back to her parents... review as you see fit... smiles.